Warning! This story might contain
activities that might not be suitable in selfbondage. Please
play safe.

A bit of background on me other then the
fact I love bondage either tying someone up or myself. I have
found out at times I can tie myself better than others can which
is a drag, but also even when tying myself no matter how hard
I try I can at times escape my own hands too easily or too soon.
This is not the case for the last tie I had tried. I own a home
remodelling company and do work for many people and few if any
knew my perverted tastes. For this particular job the home owner
was out of state for the summer and would not be home anytime
soon and I was the only one with the key to the house. I had
placed a lock box on the door as real estate agents do so that
the key would not get lost while working on the house. This also
served a useful purpose for a safety to get in and still have
the door locked to others.

I set it up where a woman I had known for a relatively short
amount of time would come and check on me at a set time. She
is a switch but I think she is more sub because when it comes
to being a Domme she does not fair all too well and is inexperienced.
Not to say there is an issue with that after all we all have
to have a beginning.

My prep was to take a small plastic bottle of drinking water
and put my key inside that. I used about 10 ounces of water in
a 16oz bottle. Key was frozen at center of bottle with a few
large metal washers on string. String was knotted to possibly
help it stay in ice longer. In a similar bottle I took an identical
non-working key and did the same. These bottles were hung at
opposite ends on a ceiling fan at the ends of the blades. Oh
and the fan was spinning on low speed. Now it was time to get
to work and tie myself.

I took rope and tied my ankles to begin with wrapping the rope
in one direction. I then took a pair of metal handcuffs and placed
them in the center of a rope and used that rope to cinch ankles
together so when tied cuffs would be at the back of my ankles.
I then tied my legs above and below my knees. Next came the foam
ear plugs followed by a butt plug. This was not easy getting
in as I had no activity there in quite a long time. I then placed
a leather belt around my waist to keep my arms close to my body.
Belt was loose enough to slip them in but not any room where
they could move once both under the belt. As well I had a very
tight cock ring on that would prevent me from cumming.

Once I made sure everything was set I took some duct tape wrapped
my ankles so I could not attempt to loosen my ankles and escape.
I had already prepared a note for my safety saying if caught
please make sure I suffer and take the rope tied from my head
to my ankles and make it already tighter then it is - arching
me even more. I left her a camera and strap on. Nice guy that
I am you could say.

Last but not least I took my blindfold placed it on my eyes and
then pulled on the full head harness gag. I thought the gag portion
was too small and not filling enough so I wrapped it in black
electrical tape over and over until it was large enough to make
me strain. On my gag harness there are about 5 straps that go
all over my head to make it tight. I had broken the locking mechanism
in the past so I used zip ties to fix it thus making it unable
to unbuckle. Three are set in place the last two I can adjust.
However if you are not familiar with my gag you would wonder
why the hell it won't unlock. With that on I took the rope from
the top of it and tied it to my ankles then brought it back to
the top out of reach from my hands.

I then simply placed hands under waist belts and had leather
cuffs on each wrist and used the metal cuffs attach to my ankles
to lock them on. I was now officially seriously hogtied. Every
now and then I could feel water drip on my from the ice spinning
above. With earplugs I thought it might be hard to know when
it fell or where it fell. I quickly lost track of where I was
in a 12 x 15 bedroom with no furniture.

Then I heard the key fall with a crash due to the washers, which
was the whole purpose. I tried to remember where I heard them
hit and work my way there. Moving was a bitch and a very slow
process. I lost track very easily if I was moving straight or
to the side. In no time at all I had no idea where the key had
landed and no matter how hard I tried I knew I was not going
to find the key. I laid in bondage struggling and suffering to
no avail. Then the door opened. I was happy I would soon be let
free.

She walked in and seen the note I had
wrote but had quickly forgotten about. I tried to talk but the
gag was more than effective. I tried like hell to push it out
and speak but was beaten by the gag. She tried to understand
what I said but could not and that made it very frustrating.
Next thing I knew she was taking the rope on my head and pulling
it tighter. SHIT! I forgot all about that and now it was the
last thing I wanted. I tried to tell her no but it did not work.
I found out later she had picked up my digital camera and taken
a few snap shots of me.

After a while, I have no idea how long, she released me from
my hogtie, but not from my gag or restraints. I was led down
two flights of stairs and taken to the basement where I had set
up some hooks in the ceiling and floor near a table. I was bent
over the table and this is where she took me with the strap on.
Unfortunately for me she did not use it long or even push me.
I think the most painful part about it was when she just yanked
the plug out of my ass. Other than that it was short lived and
easy to tolerate. Maybe the next woman won't be so gentle. I
was then released to clean up.

Thoughts comments? If you were a woman
(not into men) and caught me what would you do? Love2bind@yahoo.com